the car,” she said softly.
I said nothing.
“And some of my jewelry.”
I remained silent.
“Aaron is moving into a small apartment,” she continued, her voice trembling. “I’m putting the house on the market.”
“That sounds practical,” I replied evenly.
Her lower lip trembled. “The bank offered a repayment plan, but I can’t afford it. The truth is… I could never afford it.”
That admission surprised me.
Theresa inhaled shakily. “For years, I assumed that as long as Daniel was married to you, we would never have to worry